these monsters have no truth
they are windows plain things
made as imaginary fiends
by foul and unstable water
let fear of the fake control you
do not question
the foul and unstable
who print you their torments as truth
so you never discover
the reality these liars hide
let your fear your cowardice
hide the true cause of your pain
never find courage
never face your fright
ever suffer ever hurt
a toy for liars for sadists